It all seemed like a dream, but I knew that it wasn't. I wasn't asleep on the plane anymore; I was actually seeing him now. He had been in my dreams so many times, but this time he was actually standing before me, just like he had done so many times years before.

I wished that it was a dream, because I hadn't ever planned what I would do if I ever saw him again. I thought that I would never see him again, so I never thought about it. But now he was here, in front of me, and I had no idea what I was supposed to say or do.

I kept telling myself that it wasn't him and that my eyes had to be deceiving me, or that I was finally going crazy. All of Jesse's teasing at finally driven me insane, and now I was crazy and hallucinating. But I was sure that I was only thinking that because I didn't want him to really be there. I didn't want him to be in the doorway. I didn't want it to be him that stood before me.

"Long time no see, Jordy! You've grown up so much..."

... It was him!

I blinked, not even knowing what to do anymore, my mind going completely blank as I only stared at him like I was in some kind of trance, which it kind of felt like I was. The room behind me went deadly silent, and no one said a single word. The girls understood why, so they kept quiet, and the serious looks on their faces must have kept the boys quiet as well.

"Surprise," Jesse said lazily from behind me, sounding amused and like he didn't care at all. I could just tell he was smirking, since he always smirked when it came to making fun of me and torturing me. Why did he have to be such a jerk? He knew how I felt... He was the reason why everything went downhill!

I didn't know what I was supposed to do. I couldn't find my voice; all I could do was stare at him. He was the counselor? Why, out of every person on the planet, was he the counselor? And out of every camp on the planet, this was the one that he was working at!

Dallas Berg, my old best friend that had broken my heart so many years ago, was standing right in front of me, smiling brightly, like everything that had happened between us hadn't happened. And to him, I was sure that nothing had happened. To him, I was just a childhood friend, a little sister. I was sure that he thought that I didn't even care when he ditched me at his prom. But I did care. I was only a freshman, and he was a senior. I was so excited when he had asked me, and my heart was totally shattered.

Jesse knew about how much I had liked Dallas, how much I even loved him. The girls knew, and Jesse's stupid friend might have even known. Everyone had found out that I liked him because of Jesse, who had overheard me telling Lexi that I loved Dallas. But Jesse didn't tell everyone that I loved Dallas, he only told them that I liked him, which I didn't understand. Why didn't Jesse just go the extra mile and embarrass me even more? If he told Dallas that I loved him, I would have been even more embarrassed.

But I realized that I wasn't in love with Dallas, after he had graduated and everything. My mother had told me that he tried to say goodbye to me before he left for college, wherever that was, but I refused to speak or see him. So I had no idea where he went after he left.

I did like Dallas, I had liked him so much, but I didn't love him. I was only fourteen when I had said that, and I was stupid and immature. I had let myself be sucked into his charm and let myself get heartbroken. I wasn't in love with him, even though I had been hoping that he was in love with me when we were younger.

Was this supposed to make me happy? Because it definitely wasn't. I hadn't seen him since the night of the prom, and I thought that I would never see him again. I didn't know where he was going for college, and I deleted his number after I had gotten a new phone with a new number over the summer break.

"Jordan..." I heard Lexi say quietly from behind me, but she didn't continue on with anything. I didn't even know what I was supposed to be doing. I couldn't smile, it was like my body wouldn't let me, and I still had no idea what I was supposed to do.

Was he still with the girl that he had ditched me for? If not, did he have a girlfriend? What if he was married or something? What if he had a kid? He was four years older than me, and I was almost eighteen. Anything could have happened since I saw him last.

Did he ever really care about me when we were younger? What kind of guy used a girl that they cared about to get a girl jealous? He seemed like such a nice guy when we were younger, and I had liked him so much, but he broke my heart.

My eyes suddenly filled with tears, and I truly felt like an idiot. I didn't want him seeing me after all these years, and I didn't want to see him. Because he turned even more handsome, and I didn't want to get sucked in by his charm once again and get hurt all over again.

I sprinted past him and out the door, keeping my head down so he wouldn't see my tears. He was such a jerk. Using me and ditching me, and then seeing me again and acting like nothing had happened? It's like he didn't even remember what had happened at all!

"Jordan!" I heard one of the girls shout, but I was too preoccupied with running to tell who it was. It didn't matter anyway, because I knew that all three of my best friends would come running after me no matter what. Yolanda, Emily, Molly, and Cindy didn't know how I knew Dallas, so I was sure that they were hanging all over him and asking him questions. But that only bothered me a little bit.

I threw myself onto my bed, a million things going through my head. How was I supposed to walk around every day knowing that Dallas was here, knowing that he could have been watching me at any moment and I wouldn't even know?

"I can't believe he's actually here," I groaned into my pillow, letting the tears leak out of my eyes slowly. "Why does he have to be here?"

"I was pretty surprised when I saw him, too."

The voice caused me to jump up in surprise, whipping around to see who had followed me. It wasn't Lexi, AJ, or Chelsea, like I thought it would be, but it was Jesse instead. And a part of me was actually not very surprised by that. I should have known that he was going to follow me.

"Why are you here?" I demanded, wiping my eyes so that he wouldn't see the tears. But it was too late, I was sure, because I knew that he had already seen them. "Where're AJ, Lexi, and Chelsea? I want my best friends, not someone who enjoys seeing me in pain."

"I don't enjoy seeing you in pain," Jesse pointed out with a smirk on his face, completely ignoring my question. "It just... amuses me."

"Where're AJ, Lexi, and Chelsea?" I demanded again, feeling my hand twitch ever so slightly.

"My roommates kept them a little busy so I could come over and talk to you," Jesse informed me with a smirk, that smirk that I hated ever so much. He was always smirking at me, like I was funny or something. I didn't understand why he always smirked at me every time I saw him. What was so funny? I never did anything funny around him at all, except for the pranks. But that shouldn't have made him laugh or smirk.

"Who are those other two roommates of yours?" I found myself asking, my eyebrows furrowing in confusion. They were the only two that I didn't know, and if they were helping keep my friends away from me, then I wasn't about to start liking them. I was probably going to start hating them as much as I hated Jesse.

"Alex and Dalton Carson," he answered, crossing his arms over his chest. "They're twins, if you haven't figured that out on your own. But I'm used to you being kind of slow."

Ignoring his remark, which he really deserved to get hit for, I tried to remember if Alex and Dalton looked alike. They did look somewhat alike, except Alex had blonde hair and Dalton had brown. But twins didn't always have to look exactly alike, so I guess it didn't matter.

"I don't want to be around you," I told him harshly, trying to scoot away from him. "I want my friends, not you! Go get Lexi, AJ, and Chelsea!"

"Well, they're busy at the moment," he replied with his usual smirk. How I hated that smirk. I just wanted to slap it off his face so badly... "So I guess all you have is me."

"I hate you."

What I said caused his smirk to completely wipe off his face, which I didn't really understand. That was the first time I had ever told Jesse that I hated him, but I thought that he already knew that I hated him. So what was with the serious look on his face now? Was he going to crack a joke and say he hated me?

"Hate's a pretty strong word, Emery."

I blinked, not expecting this response from him. I didn't know if he was joking or not, since he was barely smirking at all. But he was smirking, I could see it. I always knew when he was holding back a smirk or a smile, and right then it seemed like that was what he was doing.

"I know," I responded, my own look of serious on my face. I wanted him to understand that I really did truly hate him, and I wasn't just messing around. I hated his jokes, and his pranks, and especially the fact that he was trying to ruin my life and future. I hated him. I couldn't stand him!

"Oh, yeah?" Jesse asked, and eyebrow rising on his forehead. "And why do you hate me so much?"

"It's your fault that Dallas used and ditched me back in freshman year," I snapped, my eyebrows furrowing. "It was your fault because you had to tell him that I liked him after you overheard me telling Lexi. You had to tell him in front of everyone and get everyone to laugh at me. Sure, Dallas asked me to his prom, but the second his girlfriend said that he wanted him back, he ditched me. It's all your fault. Everything that's bad in my life is your fault!"

By now I was crying again, but I didn't even care anymore. He could see my cry, it wasn't like it mattered or anything. I was a girl; I could cry all I wanted. And some of the reason why I was crying was because of Jesse. If he hadn't opened his big fat mouth years earlier, we wouldn't be where we were right then.

"I don't think that everything that's bad is my fault," Jesse said smugly, causing me to smack his arm in retaliation. I was crying, and he didn't even seem to care! Why did he have to be such an inconsiderate jerk all the time? How was he expecting Yolanda to ever like him if he kept acting that way?

"It is," I snapped again, even more irritated and annoyed by him now. "What happened with Dallas wouldn't have happened if it wasn't for you. Jeopardizing my future wouldn't have happened if it wasn't if it wasn't for you. We wouldn't be at this stupid camp if it wasn't for you!"

Jesse now rolled his eyes. "If it wasn't for me, your life would be boring. And you wouldn't have gotten to see that old friend of yours again. You know, the Brian guy or whatever."

"His name's Ryan," I corrected sharply, my eyes narrowing as I continued to glare at Jesse. He did have a point when it came to Ryan, but I was sure that my life wouldn't be boring without him. I had friends and family that loved me; it wasn't like he was the only person that was entertaining or funny. "And my life wouldn't be boring without you. It would be better."

Jesse rolled his eyes once again, and I felt my eye twitch. Even doing such a small movement was annoying when it was Jesse doing it. I'll never understand how someone could be so annoying and rude. How could his family deal with him? How could anyone deal with him?

"Am I really that annoying to you?" he asked me, still looking too amused for his own good. Could he ever be serious for once? It sure didn't seem like he could. For the four years that I had known Jesse, I hadn't ever seen him serious. Not even once. I didn't think that it was actually possible. I had seen him angry or unhappy, but never serious. It was impossible for Jesse to be serious.

"Yes," I answered, my eyes only narrowing at him. Did he not get what he was to me? He didn't understand that I hated him and that he was probably the most annoying person on the history of the planet. Apparently he didn't! I was used to Jesse being an idiot, but not this much of an idiot!

"Really, now...?" he breathed slowly, suddenly coming closer to me. My breath caught in my throat, surprised by his actions. Why was he getting this close to me? He needed to back off before I punched him! He didn't need to traumatize me anymore with any of his stupid jokes. "Am I really that annoying to you?"

I was too frozen to even nod, so I didn't move a muscle. I could feel his breath on my lips now, that was how close he was, and I had no idea what he was going to do. And I had no idea why I wasn't pushing him away, even if I didn't know what he was doing.

I actually thought he was going to kiss me until the cabin door opened, causing me to jump almost ten feet into the air. I whipped around, expecting it to be one of the girls that I shared the cabin with, but my eyes widened like saucers when I saw that it was the one person that I didn't want to see.

Dallas blinked at us. "... Things sure changed since I left."

Jesse draped his arm around my shoulders, surprising me. "Sure has."

"What? Dallas, we're not--" I started to say, until Jesse cut me off.

"Don't lie, Jordan. He should know, shouldn't he? I think he has the right to know."

Jesse... I hate you so much!

Dallas only blinked again, continuing to stare at Jesse's arm that was draped around my shoulder. I really wanted to slap his arm off me, but my body wouldn't let me move, and Jesse wouldn't let me speak. What was I supposed to do now?

"How long have you two been going out?" Dallas asked not, his eyes not moving from Jesse's arm.

I felt so uncomfortable, and I was about to speak and tell him that I wasn't going out with him until Jesse cut me off once again. "Since right after you left for college."

Dallas blinked once again, and I was sure that he didn't really know what to do. So he seemed to be in the position I had been in when I had seen him only minutes before. "A lot really has changed. I remember when you two would go chasing each other trying to rip each other's hair out. I guess when you tease someone it really does mean that you like them..."

Jesse looked over and eyed me for a moment, confusing me greatly. What was with the way he was looking at me? "I guess it does."

 I shook my head fiercely, finally getting my voice back as I cried out, "We're not going out!"

Jesse chuckled, tightening his hold on my shoulders. "You always tell people that, Jordan. Are you that embarrassed to be seen with me?"

I blinked, a little taken aback. That was the first time he had said my first name since the time he told Dallas that I liked him. It sounded so different to hear, but I liked it a lot more than when he called me by my last name. It just sounded better.

"Jordan, are you al--" I heard three voices say in unison when the door burst open, but they were cut off by seeing Jesse's arm around my shoulder. They didn't look very shocked or surprised, but Chelsea sure looked smug. AJ rolled her eyes, walking away from Lexi and Chelsea and next to Jesse and me. She slapped Jesse's arm off of me, and I felt tens time better after it was gone.

"You really like to bother Jordan, don't you?" AJ asked, her eyebrows furrowing as she glared down at Jesse. "Will you just back off? I think you've caused her enough problems in her life."

My eyes widened a little, and I was shocked at what AJ was saying. She was usually so sweet and kind, but I knew that she was in a bad mood because of what had happened with Aimee and because she was so far away from her boyfriend. And I normally would have been perfectly fine with the way that she was talking to Jesse, but now that Dallas was there, I didn't want Jesse getting yelled at.

"AJ, you don't have to be so--" I started, until AJ cut me off with a curt shake of her head.

"No, Jordan. He almost got you kicked out of Adeline! He almost caused you to not go to Yale, you're dream!"

"I understand that," I said sternly, not looking anywhere near Dallas. "But don't be so hard on him. That's my job."

AJ was the one to blink now, obviously not expecting that response from me. But it kind of was my job to give Jesse a hard time, since it was pretty much his job to give me one. And I was sure that AJ understood that.

"Whatever," she sighed, crossing her arms over her chest and turning back toward our other two best friends. "You can yell at him later."

I glanced at Jesse, glaring at him a little. "Sure thing."

I looked over at my four best friends, only barely able to see Dallas's confused face out of the corner of my eye. Did he still think that Jesse and I were going out? After what had just happened with AJ, I would have been really confused if I was him. But it was obvious that he was confused.

"It's time to sign up for our electives," Lexi informed us, walking over and clutching onto my wrist. "You better hurry up before all the good ones are gone. I want to get art, and classes like that are always the first ones filled! Come on, we have to hurry up!"

I rolled my eyes at her, but followed her anyway. We already had to get an elective that we didn't want, I didn't want to have to choose one that I wouldn't like either. As long as I didn't have any classes with Jesse, I was perfectly fine. I didn't want to have any classes with him at all. 

When we got to the place where we were supposed to sign up, pretty much everyone was gone. I really, really hoped that I got a class that I liked. I didn't want to have two horrible electives while I was here!

"Why, hello there, girls!" Matthew greeted cheerfully, clasping his hands together. It almost made me laugh because Jesse was there with us. And, unless he had been hiding something from me for all those years, he most definitely wasn't a girl. "I see you're here to pick out your electives! We only have a few classes left, so choose wisely and have fun!"

I found myself smiling, amused at his cheerfulness. I wish that I could have been cheery like that, but I never felt like it would be possible.

Dallas wasn't with us anymore, so I assumed that he had gone back to Cabin B. I didn't mind very much then, since I didn't want to talk to him yet. I was sure that he thought that Jesse and I were actually going out, which was a really bad thing. How could anyone ever think that Jesse and I could actually be a couple? It was ridiculous.

I looked down at the sheets of paper for each class, and I found my eyebrows furrowing. Definitely not dirt biking or track, and I sucked at drawing, so there was no way that I was doing art... What was I supposed to do? Were there any good classes left?

Lexi immediately signed her name on the art sheet of paper, and I could see Chelsea sign up for ballet and AJ sign up for singing. It was so easy for them, since they all had talents and things that they could do. I tapped the pencil that I was holding against the table impatiently, just wanting to find a class to sign up for. The only thing I could really do was play the guitar, but I hadn't done that in years and I didn't see any classes--

Before I could finish my thoughts, I saw a sheet of paper that pretty much saved my life, as if it had been reading my thoughts or something. I reached forward, scribbling my name on the guitar sheet of paper quickly before placing the pencil back on the table.

"Have a good day, girls!" Matthew called as the three girls and I left, leaving Jesse still searching on the table. "I'll see you tomorrow morning when you get your schedules!"

The girls and I looked back and waved at him, giggling as we did so. Even though he seemed a little out-there, Matthew sure seemed like a good person. He seemed like he would make the camp a little more amusing and funny, which I had hoped for.

"I hope I get into the art class!" Lexi cried out, pumping her fist into the air. "I'd love to meet someone like me! It would be so amazing!"

"I don't think there's anyone like you," Chelsea chuckled before stumbling over one of the stones that we had to cross over to get back to our cabin. We started laughing as Chelsea straightened herself up, looking embarrassed. She didn't have to look that way, since she knew that we weren't laughing at her.

"I don't get how you're such a klutz, and yet you can dance so beautifully," Lexi grinned, patting Chelsea on the back. "And when you don't have your glasses on or your contacts in, you're pretty much blind as a bat!"

Chelsea was obviously wearing her contacts right then, since she wasn't flapping all over the place. She usually only wore her glasses when we were in school at Adeline, because she said it didn't really matter how she looked when she was only surrounded around girls. But since we were now going to be with boys, I knew that she was only going to wear her contacts.

"I hope that we'll have a fun time here," AJ sighed once we got to the front of the cabin. The sun had set now, but there weren't any stars out yet and the sky was still a light colored blue. "This place seemed really fun, but it really depends on the people here. I wonder what it's going to be like."

"Hell, probably," I muttered under my breath, not intending for them to hear me.

Lexi frowned, turning toward me. "You're only saying that because Dallas is here, right? Do you still love him?"

"I never loved him," I almost sneered with a roll of my eyes. "I thought I did, but I really didn't. I did like him, I liked him a lot, but I never loved him. Which was a good thing, I guess, because then it would have just hurt even more when he ditched me for that stupid girlfriend of his."

"They're not together anymore," Chelsea told me, plopping down on one of the two steps that brought us up to the small porch of the cabin. "We asked him before he left to go see you and Jesse. He said that they broke up right after graduation, and he kept calling you trying to apologize."

I didn't care, I didn't care, I didn't care.

If I just kept chanting that in my head, I eventually wouldn't care.

I could hope, couldn't I?

"That still doesn't erase the past," I told them stubbornly, taking a seat next to her and crossing my arms over my chest. "He still used me and ditched me, like I didn't even mean anything to him at all. We've known each ever since we were little, our parents were best friends. He always just saw me as a little sister, and I always wanted so much more."

I brought my knees to my chest, burying my chin into my knees. Why did he have to come back? He only made my life even more complicated. The only thing that used to be complicated was Jesse, but now I had to deal with the mixed feelings that I had for Dallas.

"Well, do you still like him?" Lexi asked again, a little more gently now.

I stared into the grass, not looking up at any of them. "I don't know."

"Well, that's a good thing," Chelsea said with a grin. "If you don't like him, you can be with Jesse!"

"She said that she didn't know if she likes Dallas anymore, Chelsea," AJ said, shaking her head as she did so. "And being with Jesse's not a good idea. He's a complete idiot and jerk, and I don't think any of us should be around him in the first place. He seemed dangerous."

Chelsea busted out laughing, letting out the barks of laughter again and again. "Jesse? Dangerous? Are you kidding me? The only dangerous thing Jesse could do is... well, I can't even think of anything! That's just how un-dangerous he is!"

AJ rolled her eyes, shaking her head once again. In the four years I had known him, Jesse never really did seem dangerous at all. But I was sure I didn't know everything about Jesse, so I could have been wrong. He could have been very dangerous; he could have been carrying a gun or a knife every time I saw him and I didn't even know. I didn't know everything about Jesse.

"Well, I think you should give Dallas another shot before you go and give Jesse a shot," Lexi told me, glancing at Chelsea, who was still sitting next to me, recovering from her laugh attack.

I rolled my eyes at both her and Lexi, shaking my head as I did so. "I'm never giving Jesse a shot. I don't like him."

"Feelings can change," Chelsea said from beside me, wiping her eyes so the tears from her laughter wouldn't fall.

I shook my head, determined to prove that I wouldn't ever like Jesse. "Not mine. I'll never like Jesse Jacobsen. Ever."

Chelsea rolled her eyes at me. "Whatever you say, Jordan. Whatever you say..."

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